Every seven hours, the World Matrix manifested for ten minutes in the Void Beyond the Fourth Realm, stretching its golden radiance across the Heart of Sin.
For Neo-Angel Crowley, it was deeply disturbing. He did not understand what was happening, and the more the manifestations repeated, the more agitation slid into his voice and movement.
Even his prophet, normally so efficient and so confident, could not provide answers. Every attempt at divination failed. Every prediction collapsed. The radiation of the World Matrix was too intense; it drowned perception and bent probability. It rendered foresight useless. It blinded even beings accustomed to reading fate.
